76. Get under the shovel
"Then why did you choose Longquan Mountain?"
Hearing Cao Qingyi's words, Yan Jun became more and more strange.
"Because we studied ancient maps, and after hundreds of continuous screenings, we finally determined it."
Cao Qing paused, and then continued: "Three hundred years ago, this area experienced an earthquake, and the terrain and terrain have undergone serious changes, and what you see from the codex and what you see now is not necessarily the truth. ”
"That's right."
Hearing this, Yan Jun couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
When it comes to finding tombs, the most taboo thing is the change of terrain, because feng shui will change with the change of terrain, but this can also explain why Cao Qing will do nothing during this time.
An earthquake would bury all the clues in the ground, and even if there was this codex, it would be useless.
For now, the only way ...... You can only use the trap to find the dragon ruler.
After all, Qi is not a thing that will disappear with the change of terrain, it will only guide Yan Jun to find the truth hundreds of years ago!
"Master Yan, what do you think?"
Seeing that Yan Jun first fell into deep thought, and then realized something, Cao Qing couldn't help but ask.
Suddenly, Yan Jun, who was famous in the tomb robbery world, gave him an indescribable feeling, and a mysterious light seemed to be shrouded in him, maybe he could really find a way!
"Uncle Cao, since the topography of Longquan Mountain has undergone tremendous changes, feng shui will naturally change with it, and it will definitely not work to use traditional thinking methods to find tombs." Yan Jun said seriously.
"What do you mean?"
Cao Qing was stunned, it cannot be denied that Yan Jun's statement was right.
The methods they used before seem to be all based on preconceived premises, is the crux of the problem?
Although he is only a buddy, Cao Qing is also involved in the means of finding dragon points, but it is a little difficult for him to get started.
"Uncle Cao, let me try."
Yan Jun smiled, his face full of confidence and calmness.
The essence of Wangqi lies in the word Wang.
Yan Jun was already aware of this, got up from the grass, looked up and looked around, and at the same time the Wangqi Determination was already quietly running.
Rumble!
At the moment when the hope was decisive, Yan Jun only felt that the whole person was shocked.
The world in my eyes is no longer the same as before, but has completely changed drastically, no longer just monotonous black and white, but a colorful hue that fills the air around it.
"Golden: Five-clawed Golden Dragon, Emperor's Breath."
"Purple: Purple luck is added, the breath of a prince."
"Cyan: The clouds are straight up, and the spirit of the official eunuch."
"Red: The color is like the scorching sun, and the air of a handsome general."
"Green: Luck is not obvious, the spirit of the people."
"Black: Luck is like ink, the spirit of the people."
"White: its color is like water, and it is the breath of the people."
As Yan Jun curiously observed the incomparably novel world around him, a large line of words suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind, and each color corresponded to a type of identity.
"This should be the identity of the owner of the tomb, right?"
Yan Jun raised an eyebrow.
Wangqi was able to see the color change of the breath, no wonder those ancient warlocks were able to easily find the most suitable mausoleum for the emperor.
Where the dragon qi surrounds, the place where the dragon veins converge, such a place can naturally become the first choice for the emperor's tomb.
After thinking about it carefully, whether it is the sleeping Lishan Mountain of Qin Shihuang or the Purple Mountain of Ming Taizu's eternal sleep, all of them are places where dragon qi flourishes, and the so-called dragon veins in the book are talking about that kind of place.
"Master Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Yan Jun hadn't moved for a long time, Cao Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Uncle Cao, I'm fine."
was pushed by Cao Qing, and Yan Jun came back to his senses from the world of qi unsatisfactorily.
The scene just now was tantamount to opening the door to a whole new world for him, and the colors floating between heaven and earth seemed to be real and dreamlike, making it easy for people to immerse themselves in it.
"I'll go to the top of the mountain."
"The top of the mountain? Why go to the top of the mountain? ”
Cao Qing's face was full of suspicion, Yan Jun's behavior was really strange, he was stunned when he walked just now, and he was a little worried.
"Uncle Cao, only at the top of the mountain can everyone see the overall situation, see the trend of the mountain range clearly, and the flow of luck."
Yan Jun smiled, leaving a sentence that shocked Cao Qing.
Walking to the top of the mountain, without anyone disturbing him, Yan Jun once again silently ran his hope.
In an instant, the world in my eyes changed again.
The various shades emerge one by one.
However, this time, Yan Jun's gaze did not pay much attention to other places at all, but stared at one place halfway up the mountain.
In the monotonous black and white, on the mountainside, a rich purple gas rose into the sky, like wolf smoke.
"Ziyun plus body, this ...... This is princely spirit! ”
Yan Jun only felt his heart pounding wildly, and the whole person subconsciously roared.
Princely spirit!
Even if Yan Jun was faintly aware of it before, he couldn't calm down now.
The purple gas in his eyes, mottled and mottled, stood out in the monotonous black and white world around him, giving people a strong gap.
Yan Jun never imagined that what was hidden under Longquan Mountain would be a princely tomb.
You must know that in the past six months, he has poured seven or eight buckets, except for the golden five-clawed golden dragon qi of his wife's land in the exquisite ancient city, even the tomb of the Warring States King is just the qi of the prince.
Although the purple aura of the tomb of the Warring States Victory King has already flashed a little gold, but the number of princes is just a princely aura, and now this tomb is the second time he has seen the princely tomb.
"I just don't know who is buried here?"
Yan Jun, who gradually calmed down, still couldn't hide the scorching color in his eyes.
Even the princes are divided into one, two, and three ranks, and the highest level is, of course, the tomb of the Warring States Victory.
However, if the tomb in front of him is really a fiefdom prince, it is also a first- and second-class prince, so his trip is worth it.
"What is Yan Ye doing?"
"I haven't heard of a grave pit just by climbing to the top of the hill and looking down?"
"Could it be some kind of secret art?"
The people who stayed in the camp couldn't help but whisper to each other when they saw Yan Jun's actions.
During this time, they had put a lot of effort into finding the entrance to the tomb, but Yan Jun's approach made them a little incomprehensible, if they could find it by standing on the mountain and looking at it, wouldn't their efforts over time become a joke?
Only Cao Qing, frowning slightly, seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure, after all, the art of looking at qi was not something that ordinary people could master.
Over the years, he has seen countless winds and waves, and he can count the strange people he has seen on one hand.
Could it be that Yan Jun can really bring surprises?
Cao Qing clenched his fists, and the mental temperament cultivated over the years of wandering the rivers and lakes couldn't help but feel a little uneasy at the moment.
"Uncle Cao."
A few minutes later, Yan Jun had already returned to the camp from the top of the mountain, walked up to Cao Qing, who was slightly distracted, and pointed to the area on the mountainside where the purple gas was like smoke.
"Get a few guys and take a look at that spot."
Shovel!
This is an old saying in the tomb robbery industry, with the help of the Luoyang shovel, into the ground, and then observe the color of the soil, you can easily analyze the tomb information underneath.
The older generation of tomb robbers can even confirm the dynasty, size, and even the direction, system, and auspicious omen of the tomb with a handful of soil.